85th Birthday - Journal Ix
85TH BIRTHDAY –
Journal IX
Nostalgia figures no
time span
An event of many,
many years seems no
more
than a few
Looking out on the
world with the same
eyes
Memory is tricked
Ah yes that, but
wishfulness too
Events colors
take on a magical
gleam
The mind-body
frolics with actions
of a child,
Hop scotching,
kicking the can
Long lost sounds
ghostly renew
All pain is
forgotten
In favor of some
drowsy awareness
One is surprised
that memory has, for
the
moment, erased
that pain
Periods of nostalgia
increase
The slipping away is
frightening –
What is death but
A complete slipping
away –
In these last few I
shall covet reality
RESTR
Copyright © Daver Austin | Year Posted 2014
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